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Individual Words, Sounds, Squiggles On Paper With No Meanings Other Than Those With Which Our Imagination Can Clothe Them.

If You Enjoyed Laughing In The Face Of Death, You Might Like To Have A Crack At High Saffron. One Hundred Merits, And All You Have To Do Is Take A Look.' 'i Understand There's A One Hundred Percent Fatality Rate?' 'true. But Up Until The Moment Of Death There Was A One Hundred Percent Survival Rate. Really, I Shouldn't Let Anything As Meaningless As Statistics Put You Off.

Sorry," [hamlet] Said, Rubbing His Temples. "i Don't Know What Came Over Me. All Of A Sudden I Had This Overwhelming Desire To Talk For A Very Long Time Without Actually Doing Anything.

Because There's Someone Else Here In East Carmin. Someone Hopelessly Unsuitable. It's All A Really Bad Idea And Will Lead To Trouble Of The Worst Sort. But No Matter What, Every Minute In Her Presence Makes My Life A Minute More Complete.

If You Even Think About Asking Harry Potter For An Autograph, Your Day Ends Right Now.